Getting wacky at the follies in Littleton

We’d like to assure the attendees of the Pumpkin Follies and Goat Show Oct. 11 that it was not just some bizarre dream, it really happened.

There really was a talking Mona Lisa, complete with picture frame and Adam’s apple. Captain Kirk did indeed walk through the crowd seeking Mr. Spock. Perhaps you dined on Devils on Horseback. The voices of Joan Rivers, Shrek and Donkey, Miss Piggy and the Pillsbury Dough Boy actually emanated from a man who looked more like Larry the Cable Guy than any of those characters. There really were two little pygmy goats chomping on hay and whatever else they could get their teeth on. Greg Reinke really did tell you to put a plastic cup on your head, then proceed to blast it off by smacking the bottom of a trash can filled up with fog.

However, Dave Drake did not actually learn to juggle knives as his birthday surprise.

Littleton’s oddest talent show happened in a tent in the parking lot at Reinke Bros. Halloween and Costume Store, accompanied by music from the Dave Frisk Band and delectable small plates from Granny Ma’s (the devils are actually bacon-wrapped dates).

Misha Johnson played her pygmy-goat-size guitar, otherwise known as a ukulele, and sang original songs in a unique, sweet voice. One was an ode to Amelia Earhart that was written using only words found in Earhart’s autobiography.

“Nighttime flying with Amelia, adventure and possibility endless, courage and anticipation pave the way to new worlds when you’re nighttime flying with Amelia,” sang Johnson.

Circus performer Becca Smith made little Louie Rogers, 10, a star by handing him a jump rope, convincing him to climb on her shoulders and then swing the rope for her to jump over. For a little boy who said he was afraid of heights, it was quite an accomplishment if not a total success.

“There’s a little saying I learned when I came to Littleton, Colorado, and that’s ‘Good enough,’” laughed Smith.

Perhaps the highlight of the evening was the announcement of the winner of the pumpkin-pole contest. It was “Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland,” on the corner of Main and Nevada streets — not just because it was creative, intricate and showed good use of pumpkins, but because its creators were the only ones to bribe the judge, offering up a mug of delicious cider.